Natural Fool
Things like this don't happen to men like him.
They happen to kings, royalty, and gods. They don't happen to army barbers who can't get a steady girlfriend.
They don't happen to Bill Dauterieve.
Men like him didn't get the attention of pretty girls like her. Just didn't happen, no way, no how.
But here he was, standing in the middle of Rainey Street, with a girl who had spent the day before calling him pathetic.
Kissing her like a natural fool.